Nothing but fond memories from this semi-old East Villager of my days/nights at Theatre 80. Who cared if the projection wasn’t great or seats weren’t comfortable…where else could you go to learn your cinema history when the heat was out (often) in your 5th floor walkup w. a junkie sleeping in your vestibule? Sneak in a slice from Stomboli’s across the street, split a brownie w. your companion and settle down to watch some great movies in days before Netflix. How lucky can you get?
Nothing but fond memories from this semi-old East Villager of my days/nights at Theatre 80. Who cared if the projection wasn’t great or seats weren’t comfortable…where else could you go to learn your cinema history when the heat was out (often) in your 5th floor walkup w. a junkie sleeping in your vestibule? Sneak in a slice from Stomboli’s across the street, split a brownie w. your companion and settle down to watch some great movies in days before Netflix. How lucky can you get?